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All the good things that Judy and Paul have expressed about Dave are part of my memories of him also. I have always felt he was special and larger than life in his personal ethics, his capacity to care for others and his devotion to education. In the early 90's while struggling through law school, I was fortunate to be hired by and to work for Dave, who was Director of Sales at the time in a little office in San Rafael. He was wearing a lot of hats, but had the gift of kind attention to whomever he was talking with at the time. What a mind! What a voice! As time passed, we had many conversations about reading and how our dedication to the teaching of reading had developed. (We were both graduates of Miami University in Ohio, where the McGuffy Readers were developed). Dave told an inspiring story about his own childhood while he was training our "class" to begin work. I have never forgotten it. He was having some trouble with reading and it was his beloved third grade teacher who helped him conquer this obstacle. He said he would go early to school and wait for the door to open. I'm so grateful that through that teacher's kindness the door opened for him, because then he turned around and opened that reading door for so many thousands of others. We have all been blessed by his fairness. This was more than a good man; he was a role model, a mentor extraordinare, and a warrior for learning. He saved lives with his total dedication to this curriculum and school. Our friendship did not always run smooth. One Spring we had a big misunderstanding. I had a cold, and Dave inquired why my numbers were down. I said I felt I had been affected by taking a prescription medicine and felt way off. Dave interpreted my behavior to be a result of "drugs" in the forbidden sense, and he laid me off right then. I was horrified and we traded some pretty angry letters. I could not believe the betrayal I felt. Still, I could not stay away from reading, so after a few years, I decided to apply and see what he would say. I fully expected to be rejected, but sailed through the hiring process until one day, just at the training was starting, I saw the door open and Dave stepped in, surveyed the room and just as quickly stepped out. I was sure he had seen me, and I would soon be fired by the CEO himself before even having a chance to return. A woman came into the room and asked if were Beverly, and I thought "here it comes." Dave came back into the room, came to my place, picked up my hands, looked me squarely in the eyes, smiled that great smile, and said "Welcome back to IRD." Then he leaned forward and quietly apologized, saying he had made a mistake, was sorry, and was delighted to welcome me back. He was indeed a wise man who could examine his behavior and do the honorable thing. I was happy to tell him later that it was because of him and IRD that I returned to SSU, got my Reading Specialist Credential and returned to teaching. Each Spring for the last 8 or 9 years, I have returned to IRD excited about the goals and values of our company under Dave's creative, innovative and inspired leadership. I have felt that somehow I was still working for him because he never wavered from his own very high standards for character and accountability. He's right up there with my own Dad, my thesis advisor, Gordon Wilson, and my friend Chris Caswell, for whom I worked seven years before his own recent death at age 60. Though my best and most respected mentors are gone now, I feel extremely grateful to have known and learned from these three of the best men ever. Thanks for giving us a space to share these memories. I send my deepest condolences to his family and colleagues. We have all lost a rare spirit who did immeasurable good for children and for the world.
I met Dave in 1992, back when I started as a teacher at IRD. I’m still here 23 years later, and it’s astoundingly hard to believe that he’s not. It’s hard for me to think of IRD without thinking of Dave, as it certainly is for all of us, whether we’ve worked with him for decades or for a shorter time. When I met Dave way back then, I had just started my very first job after college, and I was palpably aware that I was in the presence of a person who was deeply committed to the work he (soon to be ‘we’) were doing, this business of turning generations of kids into meaningful readers. Having already met Paul and Jared and Lisa and several others who shared this commitment, this awareness wasn’t shocking; instead it was a confirmation that I’d found a place where I’d get to work with people who looked and sounded like the kind of person I’d like to become one day. I was right, and Dave proved to be, for me, over the years, a true mentor, leader, friend, laugh-contagion (he really had the best laugh, eh?), poetry-recommender, and a fantastic model of how the perfect combination of directness and compassion equals real leadership. I’d like to share two memories: Dave often shared his childhood story about the third-grade librarian who harnessed his focus into books, by simply giving him books and the freedom to become a reader. That story remains at the heart of my work. I heard it first when I was 22, and I’ve drawn on it in practice ever since then – as a teacher, as a teacher-supervisor, as a curriculum developer, as an aunt, and as a parent. I’ve never forgotten the look on Dave’s face the first time he told that story in my presence. The second memory is from a few years ago, before Dave and Linda had Zoe, and when my own daughter was about 4. Dave’s niece Chloe was doing a school unit on the book Flat Stanley, and Dave called me out of the blue to ask if I would be willing to take a ‘flat’ version of his niece on a tour of Worcester, MA in winter, and then send both ‘Flat Chloe’ and the pictures back to him. We had a blast doing just that. We even took “Flat Chloe” sledding in wet New England snow before I wiped her off and sent her back to Dave in CA. He was a fantastic “dad” even before he was a fantastic dad of his own. There’s nothing I can say to sum up how I feel about Dave. He was a source of joy in my life, and he still will be.
I met Dave in 1996 when I applied for a sales position with IRD. He conducted my role play training class which prepared me for my final interview. He modeled a sales presentation for the class and I remember being so mesmerized and enthralled just by the sound of his voice...it was melodious, almost hypnotic...I could have listened for hours. That, combined with his incredible gift for language made me realize I was in the presence of someone special. It was obvious he was deeply committed to his work and it was contagious. As I got to know him better over the years I was regularly entertained by his rapier wit and wicked sense of humor, which he displayed with equal talent in both the written and spoken word. No one could make me laugh like Dave Soloway. Thankfully I have saved many of his missives...they have provided much needed laughter in recent days. Like many others I can say that I'd never seen Dave as happy as I've seen him in the last several years since meeting the love of his life, Linda, and their precious little girl, Zoe. They lit him up. My husband and I still say that their wedding was the most beautiful we had ever attended. I cannot count the number of times he would pop into my office to share the latest pictures and videos of Zoe and Linda, or tell stories of Zoe's latest display of cuteness. Dave had an appetite for life that was unmatched. Everything he did he did at full force and with such energy and enthusiasm. He was inspiring, motivating, clever, wicked smart, and as loyal as the day is long. I will miss him terribly. Rest in peace, my good man. ~Judy Reilly
Betty Mermod
Betty Mermod
I met Dave almost 20 years ago when I applied for a job at IRD. My role play interview was with Dave. I am chatty and was nervous but was hired. I remember when Dave instituted the "red paper clips" which we attached to our daily sales sheets. It was a very motivational tool to see how many sales we had each day. I had many conversations with Dave during my stay at IRD and the best were when he talked about Linda and Zoe. Dave was delighted to be a dad and share pictures of Zoe. I believe this was the happiest time of his life. I will miss Dave and my deepest condolences to his family and also his IRD family. Betty Mermod
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